{MIW} Impromptu Training Session

[Demi Smith]

Move in week sounded tremendously stupid to Demi. Sure, she'd gotten some help from people when she'd moved in, but well, that had been because the school had all but crammed her into a room and told her she'd be staying there until they deemed her fit to be released. It felt very much like being an animal shoved into too-small of a cage. So Demi definitely hadn't wanted to volunteer to help, but at the same time, she still wanted to be a member of Security Squad (and decidedly perturbed that she had to re-audition for that).

Which left Demi to sort of serve as quasi-security, which proved to make her restless. And she'd started sort of absently working her arms through standard Flow forms. Then she'd started undulating her arm in a wave, letting the dirt and so forth flow around her. It was then that she realized that there were a few people watching.

"What?" she said, looking around. "Impressed?" She snorted and then turned her hand, flicking a palm outward. "It's an actual martial art too, so it takes a lot of practice," and Demi rolled her entire body in one smooth motion, causing the dirt and dust to sort of roll with her. "But, like, if someone wants me to show you some forms or something, I could probably do that," she shrugged, not sure that they'd want to take a break from their precious little move-in to give her the time of day. Still, nobody could say she didn't try.